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May 4th, 2008 by dimapakali
Warning: The following are just rumblings of a disoriented person. Read at your own peril.
It’s strange how time flies fast. I can still remember being a girl playing with her barbie dolls while dreaming about her fairy tale wedding. The barbie dolls are nowhere to be found now, and I am pretty sure that the wedding will just remain a dream. What I had was a fiesta — heck! my husband even spent our wedding night drinking with his buddies rather than getting himself re-acquainted with my wonderland.
I find it ironic that I am pouring everything here on friendster — the frequent cause of my squabbles with my husband. You probably think I am petty for frequently picking a fight with my husband just because he spends a lot of time online. Well, I won’t argue with you. Picking a fight over something as trivial as putting only one girl on one’s featured friends’ list may seem unreasonable and even silly, but it still find it unsettling to be married to someone who could spend all day and night talking about his exes and female friends, but who’s always tired or busy whenever his wife is having another bout of verbal diarrhea coupled with self-pity.
I remember reading an article on FHM about being married to a porn addict. It got me thinking. What is worse — surfing porn sites or spending hours looking up other girls on the net? A part of me is saying that it’s just natural and harmless for men to look at other girls. But another part of me is screaming that there is something wrong with someone who would rather build superficial bonds of friendships with his or her thousands of “friendsters” than strengthen his or her bond with those close to him or her.
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